The lights in the first-class cabin were sensor-triggered; five minutes after closing the door latch, if there was no movement, the main light in the bedroom would automatically go out.
Of course, although the main light was off, a small light was still on, barely illuminating the room. Bo Yan hadn't closed the blackout shades either, so if you looked out the airplane window, you could still see the vast river of stars outside.
Xia Siyu used to be the kind of person who could fall into a deep slumber as soon as her head hit the pillow, but tonight, she just couldn't fall asleep.
Lately, she and Bo Yan shared a room, but at least they still slept in separate beds. Even on that day of the mix-up, there were cameras and microphones; everything was shut off, but still, it was part of a program, where everyone would be restrained in their actions.
Even when they were dating, they had never shared a bed for a whole night, under the same blanket.
